Hookem-snivey: to feign mortal sickness or disease in the streets to excite compassion. (see Egrote: to feign an illness to avoid work.)
I´ve been called cunning,
deceitful, if nothing else;
a fool to the world.
But I´m ill for real.
Ill from love, ill from the loss.
A world weary lord.
I want to howl this pain out,
but the wind is deaf.
I hope you are enjoying these little pieces of poetry that I´m doing this month.
If you missed the former posts, you can find them here:
- A is for Absinthe
- B is for Benjo
- C is for Carriwitchet
- D is for Dashed hopes
- E is for Evening Wheezes / Envy
- F is for Fawney-rig
- G is for Gigglemug
Here you can go to the Linky to the #BlogchatterA2Z post for the letter H
I´d love to hear from you. if you have any comment, or want to know more about this story, you can post a comment. Also, if you are doing the #AtoZChallenge, please drop here your link, I´d be happy to read your blog posts. 😀